Me, Myself & I (V2) lyrics

[Intro: Kay Flock and Bebe Rexha]
Yo, turn that sh*t up a lil' more, you heard? (FBI)
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I (It's just)
Solo ride until I die (She gon)
'Cause I got me for life (I know she)

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
And I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (On repeat)
Remember days I was down on my feet, now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (On Amiri's)
And my kindness, don't take it for weak' (Don't do that sh*t)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin' for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my sh*t on a beat (Don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (Faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mine, I'm spinnin' for weeks (You ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (You ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (To be wastin' with me)
Got the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (Two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me (Grrah, grrah)
[Interlude: Kay Flock and Bebe Rexha]
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I (She gon'—)
Solo ride until I die (I know she—)
‘Cause I got me for life (Like)

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)

[Interlude: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
Let me talk my-

[Verse 2: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
All of these rap n*ggas pus*y
If they wanna beef I'ma be on they block
And if I get a side of that pus*y, I'm gon make that b*tch yell out "Free Kay Flock"
I ain't finna act like I don't miss you
It's me myself and I and these pistols
And I got my killers on speed dial, one phone call and they gon come get you
I gotta keep a choppa by my side
I need somebody that gon ride or die
I ain't talking like Bonnie and Clyde
Disrespect me and somebody gon die
Na-na-na-na-na, it's just me myself and I
Walking down this lonely road I'm trying to stay alive
f*ck you scared for?
Talking all that sh*t and now I'm here boy
I'm just preaching how I'm living
Found out where his mother live, might pay that b*tch a visit
I go live on the Gram, I know you recognize this kitchen
It's your crib, n*gga
Somebody go tag that boy and tell him I'm where he live, n*gga
Got my sneakers off, I'm taking sh*t right out your fridge, n*gga
Thought it was a joke, this sh*t ain't fake
Your mother tied up while me and Flock blowing smoke right in her face (Oh)
[Interlude: Kay Flock and Bebe Rexha]
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I (b*tch I'm fed up)
Solo ride until I die (She gon-)
‘Cause I got me for life (I know she-)

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, b*tch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my b*tch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So f*ck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)

[Outro: Kay Flock]
Grah, grah, grah
Ayo, free the f*cking guys till I see the guys, n*gga
Disrespect the guys, you gon meet the guys, n*gga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flocking for JayRipK n*gga
Balling for JB n*gga
Big DOA n*gga
Mr. Wipe-A-n*gga-Nose-If-It's-Runny n*gga